Sounds Of Dark Matter

Saturn asleep, years of oblivion
For the dreamer’s realm
A child at play, building worlds of straw
And burning them to the ticking of the father’s clock – Saturn’s clock

Time ticks away
The spheres dissolve all pains
Time spare no one
The spheres consume all guilt

The unseen garden, tangled and soiled by poison weeds
Of doubt and the scum of life itself paralized

Over Andromeda’s cold ashes
The dreamer writhes in regret
Shame finds its way out
Out of the dreamer’s realm
And the Nebulas drink their fill

Time ticks away
The spheres dissolve all pains
Time spares no one
The spheres consume all guilt

The canvas torn, a beautiful picture of loss
Embroidered lifelines with broken threads, fantasized

Saturn, asleep – the dreamer’s ways undone forevermore
Destiny’s defeat – fell by weakness and apathy
Andromeda defiled
The twisted dreamer’s dreams unfulfilled
Saturn, stiring